Hubby has always been a 'glass half empty' kinda guy while I've always been a 'glass half full' type. I don't tend to give up on things whereas he gives up at the first rejection/obstacle.
I knew this when we got together. Maybe it was part of the attraction, this brooding silent type.
But it's becoming too much. The pandemic has compounded it and I think he's slipped into actual depression. He's just so miserable all the time and it brings me (and I think, our daughter) down. He talks about not having any luck, nothing good happening to him (he dislikes his job and has half heartedly tried to find another but gives up at first sign of rejection). In truth, there is so much he should be grateful for! We have our health, we have our amazing daughter, we have a lovely house in a lovely area. My job has been paying well lately so I've been doing things to help, like I paid for him to have 3 months off to focus on finding a new job / focus; I paid for something to help with his hobby....to be fair, the pandemic hit in the middle of all that. But he still had some time.
He has been to Dr and on anti depressants but not making a difference.
I'm not sure how much longer I can live with the relentless sadness and negativity.
AIBU to tell him to snap the f&£k out of it or I'll leave? Or is there more I can do to help him?